burn like no other, 

     keeping feelings bottled up for my lover

who hasn’t spoken a word to me 

in over a decade 

honestly the feeling of regret eats my mind,

but nothing feels better than a knife to my tongue

for secrets have slept and my time has come

to dance on the sun

to sleep with the lions

to paint my thoughts

to scratch his teeth

to trace his lips

to swim naked into the full moon

to sing songs of nonsense at midnight

to laugh until my eyes cry

  until my teeth hurt

just to go to bed and do it all again